Dad's Favorite Chicken

Dad and Bunty

Good Night. Sleep Tight.

Sweet Dreams.

Feel The Burn

And reach. And reach. And hold it. Yeah! You're doing it!

Regina & D'Artagnan

We're getting ready for another Texas road trip, so we took the RV for a test drive today for a shakedown.  To kill a few birds at the same time, we also went to visit Grandma, and took our new kitty with us so they could meet.

Regina loves to drive in the car, and she loves the kitty.  He wasn't so crazy about the ride, and he handled her "love" patiently.  She pulled at his fur, his lips, his ears, and even once grabbed his little paw and began chewing on it.  Eww.  But he didn't cry once, and didn't try to get away.

He did realize, however, that if he curled up around her feet, then he was relatively safe.  He stayed there for the rest of the trip - a warm, fuzzy footrest.

My kitty.  Mine.  Gimme, gimme kitty.

Ahhh.

Bad Swimming Girl

Noelle likes to dress up in her swim gear and run around the house, telling us she's "Bad Swimming Girl."  We haven't yet discerned whether she's a bad girl who swims, or a girl who swims badly.  Either way, Bad Swimming Girl was unleashed on an unsuspecting public this week.

By the way, that's a new flotation device we got at Dick's Sporting Goods, and it works great.  It doesn't tip over at all, and I don't have to worry about it slipping off like swim rings or arm rings.